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[Verse 1]
This young kid around my way said he saw me spitting hard on The Deal
Then he asked me was my life real
I pinched myself like I think so Iâm standing here breathing
He said âNah you donât know what Iâm meaning
Did you ever get shot, stabbed, been to jail?â
I said âDamn if I was dead or locked up in a cell, Iâd be the man,â
He said, âYou need some murder in your marketing plan,â
I laughed and said, âI have held a burner in my hand
And froze the fuck up âcause I couldnât understand
Why God would give me power to put someone under land
I get what you saying
I used to be a fan
But fake rappers lost their appeal, is my life real?
Iâm not sure block wars when I was younger I love my life to death
Never starved, felt hunger, coulda swore around my way I wouldnât make it through summer
And as dumb as I think you are son, I was dumber
Thatâs real
[Verse 2]
My father was there
We lived on the 8th floor
He would clean floors and bathrooms I made more
Money out on the block than allowance
Until I found out the powder in my pouch wasnât flour
Iâm just playing I knew I wasnât real not real like hard I was real like my Mommaâs real job
Is her life real? Waking up for work 45 years
When all I do is make sure my words come out clear
I had guns pointed at me but yâall missing the point
I played the shooting guard, three but now Iâm missing a point
I need direction, ascension, Iâm giving you joints
Songs, records and music with an image thatâs confusing
They say heâs alright but heâs not real what if you real but you not alright
How does that feel?
Have I shot? Have I killed? Did I rob? Did I steal? Not to get a record deal
Do I gotta walk around wit a game face all the time
Or try to imitate The Gameâs face when he rhymes?
[Verse 3]
Thatâs me I donât think looking tough is tough
I canât front central booking was enough
Iâm straight Iâm good
Look, I can be real and be really out the hood
If you could you would
No legal income helped my self-endurance
For six years big fears no health insurance
Iâm a Leo match wit Taurusâs and flirt with Geminiâs
Turn Virgos to whores but got cancer on my mind
That shit killed my pops
My fam says get a job, my fans wonât let me stop
My music is not the hardest but itâs me and Iâm an artist
I lived, I cried, I hurt Iâmma die
The kid looked in my eyes said, âMotherfucker damn
I just wanted to know if I should buy your album or Camâs
Iâm downloading yours nigga you be kicking knowledge
Real niggas donât be finishing college,â
I said thatâs real talk